so much for charity

I live across the street from a church parking lot, and this morning the local youth group was washing cars. So around noontime I finally put some pants on and go to get my rides cleaned. After all, there are worse ways to spend a Saturday than allowing a phalanx of thin-limbed teenage girls soap up the daily driver AND the Dart. I figure, whatever they’re saving up for could use the cash, right? Besides, the cars could use a wash.

So there’s a minivan blocking the driveway. Can’t get in. I ask around and it turns out that the driveway is blocked because they’re not taking any more cars. Think about that for a second: they’re working a charity event, but aren’t interested enough in my money to let me slip in at the back of the queue. Packing up shop at noon? I guess they didn’t need my money all that badly. So much for philanthropy.